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Amazed at the effect the gold had on the little people the leader looked down to his palm. There was nothing but gold there. Shiny, valuable, round bits of gold. Surely this could not cause the group to flee in fear?
Then he noticed the creature on the ground. If it were slightly human, it would seem it offered it's services to the group. But one could never be sure.
Either way, the group had no need for further members, not even a guide. It operated like one, moved as one, fought as one. The members knew what the party's next action would be without speaking a word, reading a face. This little one would only hinder their movements. The creature would desturb their protective mantle, the shadowing effect of the grey clothing. It should not come along.
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